Actually, Jiang Che had already woken up.
With his current strength, he could sense a mosquito flapping its wings ten meters away, let alone the young lady beside him.
【What a hypocritical jerk! Taking advantage of me while I was drunk, wait until I go back and tell my parents, I’ll force you into marriage... hehe!】
Jiang Che: “......”
Seems like this Miss Ye isn’t so bad after all!
But... you want to force me into marriage?
What kind of joke is that!
Jiang Che decided not to pretend to be asleep anymore and slowly opened his eyes.
......
Ye Mengyao was staring at Jiang Che’s profile, constantly fantasizing in her mind.
When she noticed that Jiang Che had woken up, she panicked.
She didn’t remember anything from last night.
Jiang Che frowned as if he had a headache, rubbed his head, and then ‘accidentally’ glanced at the girl beside him.
His expression changed from stunned to shocked, disbelief, and finally to a look of disdain.
“You——”
Undoubtedly, Jiang Che’s acting skills were top-notch; even the Oscars would have to award him a little golden statue personally.
Wanting him to actively pursue Ye Mengyao?
Impossible, you’d have to chase me... maybe then I could reluctantly accept you.
Ye Mengyao naturally noticed Jiang Che’s gaze and her heart skipped a beat.
But she decided to take the initiative!
Ye Mengyao racked her brains, recalling the lines from those domineering CEO novels she had read before, where the soft and cute female lead loses her innocence to the domineering CEO.
She spoke hesitantly.
“Jiang Che, I... you don’t have to take responsibility for me.”
Jiang Che almost laughed; he hadn’t planned to take responsibility for her anyway, right?
You’re the one who should take responsibility for me!
“Heh... take responsibility for you? What are you thinking?” Jiang Che glanced at her coldly and then took out his phone.
Last night, at the crucial moment, a system task was triggered, offering three villainous choices!
Choice One: Take a photo of Ye Mengyao to prevent future blackmail. Reward: 10 years of internal energy.
【Choice Two: You have a pair of dexterous hands. Reward: Divine Right Hand】
【Choice Three: Miss Ye, I’m sorry. Reward: SSS-level piano skills】
He didn’t take a full-body shot, only capturing Ye Mengyao’s stunning face.
Jiang Che didn’t plan to take a full-body shot; after all, phones aren’t 100% secure, and the incident involving Brother Guan Xi is still fresh in his memory.
Besides, Ye Mengyao is technically his woman now, and Jiang Che isn’t the type to share his woman’s photos with others.
For someone like Ye Mengyao, an arrogant young lady, a little gesture like this is enough; he’s not going to ruin her.
Jiang Che opened the video on his phone and handed it to Ye Mengyao, still wearing a cold expression.
“Take a look yourself and see what happened last night!”
Ye Mengyao was stunned, blinking her big eyes as she watched herself on the phone.
She couldn’t believe it!!!
【Impossible! That can’t be me!】
Ye Mengyao was on the verge of breaking down.
It took her a good two or three minutes to regain her composure, her lips tightly pressed together, her mind completely blank.
“Jiang Che, I’ll take responsibility for you.”
The girl looked serious, her eyes glancing at Jiang Che’s upper body.
Then she nervously lowered her head.
Jiang Che put away his phone, his expression calm, and picked up his white shirt from the bedside. “You don’t need to take responsibility for me...”
Ye Mengyao froze, desperately holding back her tears.
【Jiang Che... can’t you forgive me?】
Stupid Jiang Che, woo woo woo~~~
The innocent girl’s emotions were on the brink of collapse, but the more she felt this way... the deeper her obsession with Jiang Che became.
Does... does that mean you find me so repulsive?
At this thought, Ye Mengyao’s not-so-bright mind began to slowly work.
No, if Jiang Che didn’t like me, he could have easily refused me yesterday, after all, it’s simple for a man to reject a girl, just slam the door and leave, right?
So Jiang Che must still like me!
Ye Mengyao seemed to grasp a lifeline, becoming even more certain of her thoughts, and even a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She now had only one advantage!
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Jiang Che looked at Ye Mengyao’s radiant smile and understood.
This Miss Ye... is probably going to go dark.
Monk Tripitaka, you say you’re empty of the four desires, yet you keep your eyes tightly shut. If you opened your eyes and looked at me, I don’t believe you’d see nothing?
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
